The God of Fast Transmigration Comes to Assist

Chapter 375 System Tasks (44)

Is there more?
This is simply too little!
She couldn't even imagine... how to live in such a house.

It must be boring and monotonous!

"Is it simple?" Jiachen's face was blank for a moment, "I think this is very good."

Compared with the life of constant wars and people's livelihood, isn't such a place considered a paradise?
However, thinking that Lingyue is a girl with little experience, he understands what she doesn't understand.

Jiachen raised his foot and walked out, and said indulgently, "Lingyue, you live in the house, you can change it as you want, as you want."

"What about Master?"

When these words came out, Jiachen had already left the thatched hut, and in three or two leisurely steps, he arrived under the tall sycamore tree.

Sitting cross-legged as he had done countless times before.

The only difference is that he has a long sword on his lap.

The bright sunlight, which seemed to have a warm temperature, penetrated the dense leaves and formed a fine piece, shining on the side of Jiachen's face.

It made him even more elegant, like a fairy.

This is also different from when they were in the world.

At that time, the master seemed to have more human spirit.

And the person in front of him is an immortal!
A cold, lofty fairy who won't leave anything in his eyes!

"Master?" Lingyue shouted blankly, feeling inexplicably sad in her heart.

The fleshy little hand was raised in his direction, as if she wanted to hold him and transform him back into the master she was familiar with.

Jiachen blinked his eyes lightly, and there seemed to be a touch of tenderness in Liuli's eyes, "Master is a fairy, he doesn't need to sleep."

After a pause, he said again: "Don't be afraid, you don't need to worry about anything, Master is guarding you outside."

Lingyue looked into his eyes, and her tender red lips tightened a little.

Xiao ran to his side, took his big knuckle hand, nodded, and showed a sweet smile that could warm people's hearts, "Well, Tuer is not afraid. That is, Tuer wants to decorate the house, and I want How to do it?"

Jiachen thought for a moment, then tapped the sword on his leg.

A light blue light mist slowly appeared, suspended in mid-air, and condensed an exceptionally stern boy who was as tall as Jiachen.

Lingyue was not far away, she could even see the ice-blue frosty eyelashes on the boy's eyes, long and dense...

itchy hands

"He is the sword soul of Shuangjian, named Shuang, you can find him." Jiachen said.

With a slight push with the palm of his hand, Frost floated to an open space in front of him.

Lingyue looked at Jiachen, looked at Shuang, "Master, Shuang..."

"Go, he is no different from Master."

"En." Lingyue glanced at the sword on Jiachen's lap, and turned to Shuang with small steps.

Master is Lingyue's master!

Still the master who liked her very much.

Mmmm, so good.

Lingyue couldn't suppress the little joy in her heart, her heart was full of joy, she covered her mouth, and the laughter slipped out from her fingers.

She stood in front of Frost who looked like an ice sculpture, tiptoed and looked at him, "Frost?"

The snowflake-clear and cold boy slowly opened his eyes.

Those were a pair of eyes that didn't match his temperament at all, they were pitch black without any light.

Even, because of these eyes, his whole person has changed.

Like an unsheathed sword, ready to take the life of the enemy at any time.

No, he was originally a sword spirit.

Lingyue swallowed her saliva, grabbed the hem of his clothes with her small hands, and shook it, "Master asked you to help me."

Shuang didn't make a sound, and didn't even seem to notice her existence at all.

(End of this chapter)